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Thursday, May 26, 2016

ROFL

This problem started pretty early in my life.Yes a very real life problem.

My name always had some issues.Right from the way it was registered in my
baptismal certificate to the way it
appears in my educational credentials, I had some issue or the other.I have given a really long winding note about
the bumpy ride my name has gone through hereIn the days of yore, when rail tickets were booked by
actually filling forms and waiting in long winding queues especially during our
summer holidays, never once was my name printed right on the
reservation chart of the trains. Most of
the time the V and Y never changed, but any possible alphabet out of the 24
remaining alphabets would have found their place between them and I always had
a fancy name, embarrassing me during my teen years, especially in front of my
brother, who called me by that sound, all through the journey. By the time I reached
my late teens, I started looking forward to the newest way railways would
re-christen me.

By the time I got married, most problems about my name came
to an end, with my Alias in my name gone, and I had a much simpler name – Vincy
Joseph.What a breather it was.In a decade from then online transactions came
and these days I do not face much issues
with my name.or So, I thought.

Until this afternoon.

We have a Learning Retreat coming up next week for a large
gathering in an external resort, and I am facilitating some learning activities
for the team.In fact, our team is going
crazy organising this as the participants are travelling from near and far to attend,
and this is an in-house workshop.For my
activities, I have given my requirements to my organising team, which are a bit
complex and needs to be created from scratch by some carpenters.The carpenter had a meeting today with the
organising team, in a different office, and the team in turn were confirming my
requirements over phone with the
carpenter in tow.

Requirements clarified, dates of delivery clarified, I had
to check the sample.The carpenter seems
to live closer to my residence and so I was checking with him if he can come
over during the weekend to confirm the samples.All done.Just about the
disconnect the call.

I heard the carpenter ask “Madam peru ??”( translation
Madam’s name?)

Our PMO head was saying why don’t you write it down?Her name is Vincy.

Then some stifled laughter, some sounds that I was not able
to gauge.

I heard my self ask my PMO, all okay?.Again stifled laughter, Vincy, we will get
back to you in a minute, please hold on.

This carpenter must have gone out and the whole team was laughing
loudly.I am on the other end of the
call not getting the hang of it.

Then came the reply from the PMO there, Vincy that guy wrote your name in
Tamil, and it was misspelt and read as Whiskey JJJ

Whiskey, oh sorry Vincy! My name is big, but my problem is much smaller compared to yours! :) *giggling with hands over my mouth* I cannot wake my parents at this moment, definitely they would think I drank Whiskey, if I explain this to them! :D

About Me

To the outside world, I am a confident, successful, bold, aggressive, intelligent, happily married woman. Internally I am still groping with who I am and why I do stuff the way i do and I am searching for myself within me.